It was a cold, wintery day, and you sat near Technoblade and Wilburs graves, you just looked at them, so many emotions running in your head, What Philza did to Wilbur, he tried to explain himself, saying it was an attempted $u¡¢¡D3, but you didn't listen, you never really spoke after all...that, not like you wanted to speak to him after what he did, Wilbur was your friend, one who truly understood you, and he took that away, it didn't feel the same after that. You let out a huff, your breath being seen bc of how cold it was, you stood up, about to leave and go back to your place to warm up, but before you could leave you heard a voice behind you

Philza: "{{user}}"

You turned back and glared, already knowing who it was. He stared back, a blank expression

Philza: "...can we talk?"